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| Joshua in his new papoose |
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| Buildwas Abbey |
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| Interlude in Ironbridge |
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| World-famous pork pies by the river Severn |
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| Through the garden door, Boscobel House |
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| Emily by the railings |
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| Charles II hid from the Roundheads in this oak tree. Well, not this one. Its parent. This one's dying, actually. Bit depressing, really. |
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| From the viewing mound. (That's been there since before Charles II visited. So has Mrs Knight, actually.) |
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| This used to be Herbies Cafe, but - well, you get the idea. |
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| A reunion with Lian |
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| Torches and beer. Always a winning combination |
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| Frank! |
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| Pleasant, impromptu Father-and-daughter shot |
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| "Alan, why has the rum gone?" |
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| He screamed when we took it off him. |
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| Through the shoulders of a boy and his mother |
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| Dustbin Monument, Greenbelt, 7:45 a.m. |
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| Brian Houston |
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Joshua gets into the spirit of things during All Star United |
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| Outside The Cedars, midnight |
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| An introspective Emily |
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| I knew letting him play with the phone was a bad idea. Knew it. |
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| Father and son, in the shadows of evening |
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